Under the captivating embrace of the nocturnal ambiance, the resplendent azure moon reigned supreme, casting its celestial brilliance upon the vast expanse of the night sky, its radiance eclipsing the distant twinkling stars.
Mu Kongdong found solace by the window in his chamber, his gaze fixated upon the magnificent lunar spectacle and the sparkling constellations that adorned the celestial tapestry.
"Ah, the notion of free will," he mused, his thoughts wandering through the labyrinthine corridors of contemplation. "To surrender oneself to the illusory comfort of misguided faith, relinquishing the very essence of our autonomy, allowing external forces to dictate the boundaries of right and wrong—such a concept is nothing short of flawed."
"The ability to exercise choice and make decisions is an inherent right bestowed upon every individual, without prejudice or bias," Mu Kongdong proclaimed, his thoughts brimming with conviction.
